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It starts, as most horribly embarrassing things do, with Twitter.
Having saved the entirety of Japan once or twice, class 3-A is often the subject of many Twitter posts. Most are fan accounts, ranting about one thing or another. Izuku knows of many, many accounts solely dedicated to following specific classmates of his. Most are supportive accounts, blasting them with praise and adoration and not-always-appropriate-for-school edits of their work studies. Then there are those that are dedicated to making fun of that particular student.
It’s one of these accounts, really, that instigates this particular fiasco.
It’s a Wednesday evening. They have an English test the next day. Usually, Yaoyorozu and Iida host class-wide studying sessions the night before a test as an unspoken agreement following a certain Situation the previous year, involving multiple broken stereos and one very aggravated Aizawa.
In any case, there would usually be a studying session underway right now. Usually, however, Aizawa doesn’t decide to have a massive sadistic streak the day before a test, and make them run the same drill eight times over in the pouring rain. When they got back to the dorms, Iida had halfheartedly cracked open a textbook and gave up when even Todoroki collapsed onto the couch and refused to move.
So now, they’re sprawled over the couch and on the floor.
Izuku sits with his legs propped up over the back of the couch, letting his head dangle as he scrolls through hero forums. Todoroki had dragged himself over and decided to drape himself bodily over his torso. Izuku can’t tell if he’s awake or not. He doesn’t really mind either way.
Kacchan sits on the other end of the couch. Kirishima sits on the armrest next to him, resting his chin on his head. Kacchan only threatened to blow him up once before he gave up and brought out his phone.
Kirishima snorts at something on the screen. Kacchan snaps something back at him, and Kirishima just taps the screen before Kacchan blows up again. Izuku isn’t really paying attention.
He’s not paying attention- he’s rather distracted, actually, this theory on Centipeder’s Quirk is fascinating - and maybe, that’s why when Kacchan snarls “I hate it when you fuckasses put words in my goddamn mouth,” Izuku doesn’t think at all before replying.
“Oh, yeah,” he says, “you’d prefer something bigger, wouldn’t you?”
Kirishima falls off the couch.
The common room falls silent.
Several people’s phones fall onto the floor.
Izuku doesn’t even register what he said until Iida chokes.
“Midoriya-kun!” he gasps, scandalized.
“Midoriya!” Kirishima wheezes from the floor
“Midoriya?” Kaminari says incredulously, and then the entire common room devolves into a cacophony of shouts.
Izuku’s tired, exhaustion-addled brain takes a good minute to reboot.
Oh, yeah, you’d prefer something bigger, wouldn’t you?
“Oh my god,” Izuku wheezes, aghast. He drops his phone on his face and wakes Todoroki up when he shoots up and repeats, “Oh my god.”
“Deku-kun!” Uraraka howls. She’s in tears, close to following Kirishima onto the floor.
Izuku’s mortified.
“Kacchan- I-” he starts, slowly turning to him, because surely he’s about to get his face blown off, the least he could do to mitigate the damage is apologize- “I- uh-”
For once in his life, Kacchan is speechless.
Izuku stares as Kacchan’s brain tries and fails to restart. He’s still sitting and holding his phone in the same position- the only difference is that he’s staring straight back at Izuku, mouth slightly ajar and eyes wide.
“Deku-” he tries, and fails, and Kirishima (who’d just managed to get off the floor) collapses again in a fit of tears.
“I didn’t mean to say that,” Izuku mumbles, hunching into himself. His face feels like a goddamn furnace, and while that isn’t unusual, it’s the fact that he said something so extremely out of character that makes it all the more embarrassing.
Ashido wobbles over and drapes herself over Izuku, barely able to hold herself up with how hard she’s giggling. “Sure, sure,” she wheezes. Izuku feels like he’s going to melt.
“I really didn’t,” he insists squeakily, and the resulting giggling fit has Ashido accidentally activating her Quirk, which makes Izuku screech and jump backwards. The only issue with that is he forgot Todoroki was still on his stomach, so Todoroki goes with him, and with a shout they both tumble to the floor. Izuku’s shirt is half burned off because of Ashido’s acid, and he Todoroki ended up in something of a kabedon position but on the floor, and his cheeks are red and Izuku’s groaning because his head hurts from how hard he hit the floor and Todoroki jerks backwards and-
The fire alarm goes off.
Aizawa is not happy.